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Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste